In shadows deep where silence reigns,
A flicker whispers, soft and bright,
The candle dances, in gentle chains,
Unveiling dreams within the night.

Its flame a beacon, warm embrace,
A tender glow that softly sighs,
In solitude, it finds its place,
A guiding star in darkened skies.

Through whispers of the waxen tears,
It tells of hope, of dreams reborn,
A silent song that calms the fears,
With every light, a new morn born.

The candle’s dance, a timeless art,
In shadows, it ignites the soul,
Illuminating every heart,
Its quiet flame, a gentle goal.